Monday, May 5, 2008

This morning, I have found a pocketful of items in my son's jeans. It is amazing how he collects these little treasures. A couple of smooth colored rocks from a neighborhood friend, a mini skateboard with a wheel missing, a plastic cap, and a stretchy soldier he found on the bus. He has always been a collector. One of his first statements about his baby brother was "He's messing up my collections." He loves these odds and ends and takes more pride in them than the most expensive toys.

Another friend, watching her son play with a shoelace said, "I don't know why we buy toys." I am not suggesting boycotting toys, we have a whole playroom full. My kids certainly have their favorites and they love video games and computer time, too!

I think I know my children and can anticipate what will fascinate them, but they are unique and sometimes hold dear strange and mysterious things.

The twin dolls I bought for my three year old daughter are loved and played with by my one year old.

My seven year old loves his free Neopet stuffed animals that came in McDonald's happy meals. He has played with these "stuffies" for four years now. They are worn and frayed and they have travelled on many car trips with us.

My five year old spends hours pouring over the I Spy books. "I spy a marble, a clothespin, three keys, and a red checker."

It all just reminds me to forget about the media blitz of best toys of the year, and to stop and reflect on the simple tastes of a child.

My collection is not really a collection in that it's books, but this post reminded me I should have posted about Miss Es (7) collections. She is a complete hoarder. Precious stones, ornaments, pebbles, buttons, Puppy in My Pocket. She just loves stuff. I loved this post. :D